As Lexi stepped outside her office building, she pulled her coat tighter around her neck and chest against the cold night air as she stepped outside the university's accounting office building. She settled her briefcase strap on her shoulder and stretched her back. In the crisp, fall mountain air the scent of the passing rain and of wood burning fireplaces filled the air. The long week's work on next year's budget left an ache in her neck. Her pulse thumped behind her eyes and she rubbed her fingers over her closed eyelids. No change.
The weekend loomed before her. She was free to do as she pleased and she would NOT think about work-that was for sure. She glanced at the time on her cell. It was later than usual. Where is the security guard, Gerald? He usually gives me a ride to my car when it's this late.